Vol 7 Chapter 197: We're back

In the third round of the Premier League, Manchester United were tied by Newcastle at 0:0 at home and lost the first game they should have got this season. The chances of Manchester United in the whole match are actually quite a bit. It is quite good to have four achievements per week alone. The long-range chance of the game can only be said that Newcastle coach McLaren chose a good strategy: playing against Manchester United, without blindly pressing the formation into his own half.
The best Dutch national goalkeeper Kruel of Newcastle, but Manchester United did not score a goal. Such a result is naturally unsatisfactory, which directly led them to be temporarily out of the top three, and three After the round, they were ranked ahead of them by a goal difference: an amazing team: Leicester City.
This team has just drawn 1:1 at home against Tottenham. In fact, if the ability to seize the opportunity is better, they have a chance to win. The professional reporters and commentators of the Premier League are faintly excited: it looks like this season At least one qualified spoiler will appear. The Premier League needs this, which is the fundamental to ensure the competitiveness of the world's first league.
But if the appearance of the scrambler disturbs Manchester United's goal, Mourinho is not happy.
"The game has passed, that's it. But I don't want to see the chances being wasted like this in the Champions League. Newcastle is not strong enough, but if you squander like this in front of AC Milan, I promise you will be punished. They have real Opportunist. Well, Jiang and Zhou are very familiar with his national teammates."
Zhou Tiancheng raised his eyebrows, but he did not expect Mourinho to specifically mention Jiang Hao again. This was the last time he told him before leaving for the road, and this was the second time. It seemed that Haozi was really more cattle. Fuck!
However, opportunists? Haha, although he counts, his real housekeeping skills are not this.
Zhou Tiancheng shook his head gently. He felt that he needed to mention some guards when he was about to play. How to deal with Jiang Hao was only he knew best.
Mourinho turned his head to see Zhou Tiancheng shaking his head and couldn't help laughing: "Why, Zhou, why don't you know? Your teammate has been named the second generation of Inzaghi in Milan."
Zhou Tiancheng hooked the corner of his mouth to get a greater arc, Inzaghi II? He did not believe that Jiang Hao would give up his speed advantage, and his ability to counter offside between the back lines was far from reaching the level of fascination-Inzaghi was known as the killer born on the offside line!
Although Jiang Hao also has the ability to win, but he is not the same way... Zhou Tiancheng finally knows why AC Milan has not been worse than Manchester United in these years. Even the media has nicknamed it so amateurly.
However, the others did not understand so much. When Mourinho said this, they immediately stared at Zhou Tiancheng, especially Smolin and Rojo, and they pulled Zhou Tiancheng's shoulder on one side: "Zhou, hurry, hurry. , How can I deal with him?"
In fact, they are not only interested in them. In the International Champions Cup more than a month ago, the Manchester United strikers saw the ability of Ming Tao. At this time, they are also listening carefully. It seems that there is really no one who plays with Zhou Tiancheng. Simple character, he once said this, but now it is really not bragging.
"Oh, he's not very strong, so..."
Smalling's eyes were bright, his arms were shaking, and the muscles on his shoulders were shaking: "Okay, I know."
Zhou Tiancheng hadn't finished speaking yet, but Smalling thought he had understood it. Zhou Tiancheng looked at him and shook his head gently: Do you understand? Stupid, you are really strong, but you have to be able to keep up with him!
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After coming to Milan, Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao had no time to reminisce, only a little time, San Siro's outfield will only be open to the visiting team every day at a fixed time, and even in the hotel, Mourinho will arrange Everyone took turns to warm up in a small gym.
As for the time to warm up at San Siro Stadium, it is exactly the same as the home team, and their step-by-step training is destined to attract a lot of people. After all, Manchester United is the seed team of this group. AC Milan is not a small figure. They feel that this "on" The "signing" group has every chance to qualify. Leverkusen and the Spaniards are not the problem. The biggest opponent is only Manchester United-to take the group first, Milan has never been eliminated in the group stage.
But they are facing the defending champion of the Premier League, and after a season, they have a new soul of Manchester United resurrected.
In front of twenty journalists from the first-tier European media, Zhou Tiancheng smiled softly: "San Siro Stadium is a very good place. Although the host here is not a first-class European team, this stadium is a good start... Um, remember those wonderful goals in the Champions League?"
No one answered. Most of the reporters did not understand Zhou Tiancheng's meaning. He had too many classic moments left in the Champions League, not only scoring goals, but they did not know which Zhou Tiancheng was referring to. As for the local Milanese reporters, they would not even answer. Will they remind Zhou Tiancheng, just in case one is copied on the field?
This result was not unexpected. He was not disappointed at all, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "It seems that the Champions League is indeed a place where the waves are washed up. This is only a season...So AC Milan is the best opponent. ~EbookFREE.me~ Otherwise, I am afraid that all of Europe will not notice that I am still at Manchester United, we are back."
The Milan reporter gritted his teeth and stared at Zhou Tiancheng to breathe fire: Do you think we are strong enough to eat us?
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The only time before Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao met was in the player aisle. When they were waiting for their appearance, the two stood against each other. Jiang Hao smiled and said: "Brother, don't stare at me like that, I won't be You don’t touch that mold when you run into it."
Zhou Tiancheng also snorted coldly: "Your opponent is not me, the result is already doomed, do you have to struggle?"
Jiang Hao's eyes glanced back, and saw Smolin blinking hard at him, revealing strong muscles in his arms, and the whole body could not help but tightly asked Zhou Tiancheng: "Brother, that big man should not stare at me Is that right?"
Zhou Tiancheng nodded: "Yes, he just stared at you, good luck."
Jiang Hao couldn't help but fought a cold war: "Brother, are you really unsure? Is this guy a guy?"
"Hahaha!"
San Siro stadium once again sounded the Champions League theme song, a burst of cries broke out, and countless AC Milan fans wearing red jerseys jumped up and shouted, holding a slogan written in Italian to the grandstand in the center of the stadium.
Siamotornati
We're back!
In fact, this slogan is more suitable for Manchester United, at least Zhou Tiancheng has this feeling. Jiang Hao glanced back and forth from time to time, his eyes still a little vacant.
Smalling smiled at Zhou Tiancheng: "Hey, Zhou, your brother is not too good. The uncle has only exposed his shirt and has been scared."
Zhou Tiancheng rolled his eyes at the simple-minded goods, and there was some worry in his heart.
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